Tarun and Zhao Yun had long-lost smiles on their faces. As they approached, Wang Qiang finally remembered that their horses were tied behind the carriage, and where did the two horses they were riding come from?
The two horses looked somewhat familiar.
Long Fei looked at the two horses, one black and one white respectively, and stretched out his hand to touch it. He laughed and said: "Yes, yes! If you have something good, you must never let it go! How about it? No one is chasing it, right?"
Zhao Yun gently stroked the white horse's neck and smiled shyly: "It ran very fast and threw away all the pursuers. Maybe it's still looking eastward this time!"
Tarun also touched the black horse, with infinite warmth in his eyes. Xianbei people have lived on horses since they were young, and their feelings for horses are by no means ordinary. When they meet such a good horse, they naturally cherish it. The two horses seem to have
Having become dependent on Zhao Yun and Talen, when Long Fei reached out to touch them, he would unconsciously take two steps back and hide his big head behind the two of them.
"Oh...!" Wang Wei suddenly shouted: "These two are the two at the city gate, right? You actually got them here! Awesome, awesome!"
"Hmph!" Wang Qiang snorted coldly: "What's so great about sneaking around? Let's go quickly, I don't want to sleep here at night." After that, she climbed onto the carriage and got in.
After entering Yanmen, you enter the boundary of Bingzhou. The pedestrians on both sides of the road are mainly Han people. Although there are not too many, it is obvious that this is the place they are most familiar with compared to the endless grassland outside the Great Wall. Occasionally they encounter villages and towns.
The old man and the children looked at these strangers with frightened eyes. Some even hurriedly picked up the children and ran into the house and closed the door tightly.
"Hey!" Hua Tuo sighed: "It's even worse than when I came out of seclusion. I didn't expect it to be like this in just two short months. Ding Yuan, the governor of Bingzhou, didn't care about the lives and deaths of the people. Hey...!"
"Bingzhou? Where is Bingzhou? Dingyuan? Is he Lu Bu's godfather?" Long Fei seems to have heard this name in the Three Kingdoms. It is said that Lu Bu was bribed by Dong Zhuo and killed his cheap godfather.
Wang Wei smiled and said, "Eldest brother also knows about Ding Yuan and Lu Bu?"
"Ding Yuan doesn't know, but Lu Bu knows very well. The best general in the world, his concubine Diao Chan is one of the four beauties!" Long Fei replied smoothly.
Wang Wei glanced at Wang Qiang in confusion. Wang Qiang rolled his eyes, and Wang Wei rarely spoke anymore. Talun's unusualness continued to attract attention in various villages, and everyone looked at him with vigilant eyes.
, also looked at Long Fei and several Han people with puzzled eyes. Hua Tuo did not answer Long Fei's words, but looked out of the car with a sad face. The crop fields were basically deserted, and a few sparse crop seedlings were beating feebly.
Withered, a gentle breeze can blow them to the ground.
The group of people headed south and arrived at Baima three days later. Baima is the largest village within a hundred miles. The moment he stepped into Baima, Long Fei could only use one word to describe it, and that was deserted. The wind blew in from the city gate,
The thatch on the street rolled up into the sky and drifted into the distance. Pedestrians hurriedly covered their mouths and noses and turned their faces away to prevent the blown dust from getting into their mouths and noses.
Most of the shops on the street were closed, and the ones that were open were doing little business. The shopkeeper and his waiters lay down in the shop and dozed off. Long Fei banged the counter hard several times with "Bangbangbang". The shopkeeper hit the shopkeeper.
A smart man hurriedly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, opened his sleepy eyes, and looked at a few people listlessly.
"Stay in a hotel, or eat?" As he spoke, he let out a long yawn.
"You don't want to do business anymore? Is this your attitude?"
"Ha!" The shopkeeper smiled slightly: "That's my attitude. If you want to stay, you can stay. If you don't want to stay, just leave. But I can tell you that we are the only inn in the whole city. When you come back, if it is closed,
, you have to sleep on the street! Sleeping on the street is very dangerous!”
"Humph, I don't want to live here anymore. Even if I live on the street, I won't live in your house! Let's go!" Wang Qiang pulled Wang Wei and walked out the door. The shopkeeper and the waiter had no intention of trying to persuade him to stay.
Long Fei limped to the table and sat down: "No matter whether there are other inns or not, I will stay here today. Waiter, serve me tea!" Long Fei felt more and more like he was changing.
He has become an out-and-out Han Chinese, and now he speaks more and more like him. Maybe he is a Han Chinese, and his speech and habits are essentially no different from the people of the Han Dynasty. Most of China's population defines their ethnicity as "Han"
"It should make sense.
The shopkeeper winked at the waiter and said with a smile: "That's right. In the north, apart from the Xianbei people, the Huns, the Wuhuan people, and us Han people, no matter who comes to this Baima City, they will
When he comes to my four-ethnic inn, he must follow our White Horse rules, otherwise he will never come out of White Horse!"
"That's right! A strong dragon can't overpower a local snake!"
Everyone was stunned. The shopkeeper laughed loudly and gave a thumbs up to Long Fei: "This little brother came on, what he said is right! I like it. Waiter, hurry up and pour water for the guests!"
After walking all the way, there was no village or shop, and they were all relying on dry food. Everyone was thirsty and tired. They ordered some food and wine, and ate a lot to fill their stomachs first. Long Fei burped, and although the food was
It was not tasty, but it was hot in the mouth. Everyone felt warm all over, and they all ate comfortably. Wang Qiang asked for a guest room and slept there. Hua Tuo was getting older, and he believed in going to bed early and getting up early, so he went to the backyard.
The guest room. Only Long Fei, Zhao Yun, Talun, Wang Wei and a few people from the shopkeeper were left in the inn.
The shopkeeper asked the waiter to light the oil lamp, then put up the door panel, and sent the waiter back to rest. Long Fei looked at it, and when the waiter left, he laughed and said: "It's not dark yet, why did you close the door?
Already?"
"Hey!" The shopkeeper got angry with Long Fei, then sat down at the table and talked to Long Fei about the white horse.
Baima is the first town store in the north of Bingzhou. If Yanmen is the first barrier to Bingzhou, Baima is the second. Originally, Baima was not far from Jinyang, the capital of Bingzhou, and was surrounded by the two cities of Shouyang and Leping.
Even if Xianbei from the north invades, Jinyang can quickly rescue them. The three cities rely on each other and there is absolutely no problem in resisting the Xianbei attack.
However, since Ding Yuan, the governor of Bingzhou, suddenly led his people to leave Bingzhou years ago, the situation in Bingzhou has taken a turn for the worse. Not only did the Xianbei people break through Yanmen Pass from time to time and enter the hinterland of the Han Dynasty to plunder. Countless bandits also came from the surrounding area. The Xianbei people's attacks also continued.
It can be prevented. After passing Yanmen, someone will notify the whole city of the same hatred of the enemy, and sometimes they can be beaten back. But every time after the Xianbei people leave, the surrounding bandits immediately take advantage of the situation and rob them. One after another, not only Baima, but also Shouyang,
Leping was also miserable.
"Does the government not care?" Zhao Yun interrupted.
The shopkeeper smiled: "Didn't I say it? Ding Yuan, the governor of Bingzhou, brought all the soldiers and horses to Beijing. The state capital had no soldiers and no food. Even if he wanted to take care of it, there was nothing he could do! As soon as Ding Yuan left, the court never sent anyone again.
Our Bingzhou seems to have been abandoned by them!"
"Ding Yuan came to the capital to seek death! According to historical development, Ding Yuan was killed by Lu Bu, and Bingzhou was left without an owner. Later, it seemed that it was occupied by Zhang Yan's Yellow Turban Army!" After Long Fei said this,
Then I realized that I had said too much.
Several people stared at Long Fei with wide eyes, looking at him with an incredulous look. The shopkeeper waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, it's not Zhang Yan, it's Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang was originally a subordinate of the governor Ding Yuan. Ding Yuan left.
Now, this Bingzhou is basically his. Unfortunately, he doesn’t have the ability to control Bingzhou, so he can only stay in the party. He has no time to care about us, the white horse in the north, and the surrounding bandits are even more powerless!" The shopkeeper sighed again: "However,
I heard that there is also a man named Zhang Yan, and he seems to be uniting with the group of bandits in the nearby mountains, but the origin is unclear!"
"Zhang Yan and I are fellow villagers!" Zhao Yun suddenly said.
Everyone was shocked again. Even Long Fei heard such words for the first time. Zhao Yun said lightly: "Zhang Yan is also from our Zhending family. I grew up with him. Zhang Yan's real name is Chu. She is very brave and fierce. She often fights.
A group of people gathered together and swaggered through the city. When Taiping Road was popular in our area, Zhang Yan once sent someone to look for me, but the master didn't let me go down the mountain. I didn't expect that he would really become a Yellow Turban thief!"
Everyone became silent. Long Fei kept staring at Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun lowered his head in embarrassment, as if he was a yellow scarf thief and now he has become a bandit. Long Fei nodded: "It seems that Chang Shan really decided
There are quite a few talents, including Zilong, a victorious general, and Zhang Yan, a prince from one side, not bad, not bad!"
Suddenly there was a rapid sound of horse hooves outside the door. The shopkeeper was shocked and hurriedly got up and blew out the oil lamp. The whole room immediately became dark. The sound of horse hooves outside the door became louder and louder, as if there were thousands of troops coming from the street.
As he passed by, several torches flashed past the window, making several people's faces dim and bright. Long Fei glanced at the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper was shaking all over and huddled motionless in the corner.
Several people reached for their weapons one after another. Long Fei didn't find anything, so he reached out and picked up a wooden stick behind the door, holding it tightly in his hand. You didn't need to guess what happened. Long Fei stuck his head out and went
Looking out the window, Long Fei could vaguely see a dozen horses outside the door, circling back and forth on the street, through the light of the torches.
A slightly aged voice shouted loudly: "Break open all the doors. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed!"
There was another noise. It should be that the door of a house was broken open. In the quiet night, I could hear clearly that someone was shouting, and there were also the cries of women and children. The horse thieves laughed and left.
A few people were left to watch, while the others threw everything in the house outside one by one. Bottles and cans were thrown with a loud bang.